Caitlyn B.

“And a pink spell?” Anadil said, her three rats looking just as befuddled. “You definitely saw wrong. If a boy’s using a pink curse, it’d be serious black magic.”
― Soman Chainani, A World without Princes

“Helga’s gray pupils glued to the ground, unable to look at her student for a long time. Slowly, her long white hair retracted into her skull, growing scratchy and short. The grooves of her face magically deepened and the skin hardened to a leathery tan beneath a growing white beard. Her cheeks hollowed, her nose fattened, her eyebrows bushied, her body burlying to a barrel shape . . . until at last Yuba the Gnome gazed up at his former students, in the same lavender dress and wobbly heels. “Do you mind if I change?” he asked quietly. Sophie gawped at her old Forest Group teacher, morphed from a girl into a boy. She twirled to Agatha, appalled. “That’s how you want us to get in the boys’ school? By turning us into . . . gnomes?” Agatha banged her head against the wall.”
― Soman Chainani, A World without Princes

“All right,” Zoe said. “I’ll turn you in.” “Thanks. You’re a good friend.”
― Stuart Gibbs, Evil Spy School

“Princes must be so confused when they see you," said Dot. "Most villains don't look like princesses.”
― Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil